Chapter 35 – Chapter 35 – Secret Service (2)
Chapter 35 – Secret Service (2)
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After running for a while, Siu and Dang Hwa-rin got off their horses. I had been riding all day and my whole body was aching.
Siwoo, who was watching Danghwarin stretching, asked.
“Can you tell me about swordplay?”
“The sword..? Why all of a sudden?”
“Because it seems that first-class is not far away.”
“What? How long has it been since you were seconded? Don’t you have a lot of energy?”
Shiu scratched his cheek. It was ambiguous to explain the external magic core.
“Anyway, anyway.”
“It’s a sword… Huh? Wait a minute.”
Danghwarin drew a dagger and half-opened her eyes. An unusually cold atmosphere emanated from her.
It took a while to admire her beautiful face. The dagger caught my eye.
– Wooung
A weak haze rose from the dagger. Seeing this, Siu’s eyes widened slightly.
‘Darkness? No when?’
Looking at her now, her energy was different from before.
Danghwarin half-opened her eyes, shook her head, and the haze disappeared. Her face flushed slightly.
“Haa.. Now I get it. Sword skill is concentration.”
Siwoo had a lot to say, but first he congratulated him.
“Congratulation. When did you become first-class?”
Her eyes grew sweet. His face was thrilled with something, and his fingertips trembled a little.
“Hmmmm.. Seeing Siwoo and him doing that, I felt strange today, so I did it just in case! Hi-Hi”
Dang Hwa-rin, who was looking at the dagger with delighted eyes, looked at Si-woo.
“Now I understand what Master said. To put it in the extreme, sword skill is all about concentrating energy with strong concentration.”
“Concentration? Can’t you do anything?”
Danghwarin smiled at Siwoo as if he was cute.
“Of course. Do you think it will be with a certain amount of concentration? Even a tolerable first-class samurai needs to raise his concentration through meditation to achieve sword fighting.”
“Ah, is that why the warrior of Cheolmubang couldn’t use sword skills last time?”
“He’s probably a first-class rookie. He probably didn’t have the concentration to wield the sword after being injured.”
“Right···.”
Dang Hwa-rin shook her head as she looked at Si-woo, who was slightly disappointed.
“Put the iron on my dagger.”
As she closed her eyes and focused, a haze rose from the dagger.
Siwoo pointed Bido at her dagger.
“Uh?”
With little resistance, the iron-made Bido broke into pieces. It was a great cutting power.
She said, opening her eyes.
“A proper first-class samurai naturally uses sword skills skillfully during battle. If you bring your swords together, they will break into pieces, but can you fight a master like that empty-handed?”
Siwoo shook his head while imagining it.
If the sword is sharp enough to be cut… No matter how great the difference in swordsmanship is, it’s an instant.
Dang Hwa-rin pondered for a while, then continued.
“And… There is a way to use sword skills even if you lack concentration.”
“What?”
Dang Hwa-rin said with a slight blush on her face.
“Originally, you shouldn’t inform me about things like this… Since I’m Siwoo, I’ll tell you.”
Hearing that wonderful sound, Siwoo hugged her and was startled.
“Ah go!”
She was stabbed by a long needle hidden in her shirt. She smiled and gently pushed Siu away.
“Ahaha..! Because it’s dangerous. I can’t just hug you carelessly!”
Siwoo glared at her top. My huge breasts are shaking, but I can’t hold them to my heart’s content.
It was a miserable feeling.
I decided to give her something related to her child’s space, even to get rid of her long needle.
Danghwa Lin smiled at her Siu and continued her words.
“Hmmmm… Anyway, the easiest way to use sword skills is herbivore.”
It reminded me of the third-rate warriors who shouted, “Tackling Taesan” While striking down Siwoo.
“A herbivore? Something like Taesan Thumbtack?”
“Yes. Compared to the grandiose name, that is a cut down.”
Since Honyuan Qigong was a qigong technique, there was no herb food that could be used. There were some herbivores, but it was a bunch of Siwoo’s theory of enlightenment.
“To put it simply, herbivorous eating makes the body remember a series of movements.”
“What do you mean the body remembers?”
“The simplest example is… Chopsticks? When you usually use chopsticks, you handle them freely without thinking, right? You think you’re picking up food, but you open your fingers and then close them back… Doesn’t it?”
“Right.”
“If you repeat a certain movement countless times like that, your body will move on its own without paying attention to it with your head. It’s to make the body remember the stabbing and cutting dozens of times and give it a name. That is herbivore.”
Danghwalin continued.
“When your body gets used to herbivores, two advantages arise.”
“Two?”
“Yes. One is being able to move your body faster than the speed of thought…”
It reminded me of some movements that Siu also uses often. Throwing out the sword at the same time as advancing. It was a sharp lunge followed by a stab.
“It’s advantageous when using the sword skill I mentioned earlier.”
After thinking about it for a while, he could understand the reason.
“Is it that you maintain your sword skills with your head and wield the sword on your own with your body?”
Danghua Lin nodded her head.
“Right. Then, even if you lack concentration, you can fight with swordsmanship. It may be cruder than a proper swordsmanship, but swordsmanship is a swordsmanship. Even if you know how to do this much, you are a great first-class samurai.”
“Right···.”
When he thought of Siwoo’s swordsmanship, his heart naturally jumped. He seemed to be able to fire up his sword skills once he crossed one wall.
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She took another day off to catch up and ran again. Thankfully, time was tight.
Qingbong County, near Yiyang City.
We arrived at the village where the secret service of Cheongbong was located.
Despite being a small town, there were many people passing by.
In terms of population density alone, it is higher than that of Hunan.
But something was strange.
Siwoo looked around and became puzzled.
“Are people’s expressions dark?”
“I know..? I knew it as a pretty wealthy town.”
I arrived at Cheongbong Secret Temple by grabbing and asking a passer-by.
He vaguely imagined a temple with monks, but it was a little different.
It was closer to a temple than a temple, but even that was not a proper temple. It felt like a busy top.
Siwoo muttered as he watched the workers diligently work.
“Is it a temple..?”
A soft voice came from somewhere.
“Hoho.. It used to be a temple, but there is no object of faith. There are just legends.”
A woman with big breasts greeted Siu and Dang Hwa-rin.
Overall, he was wearing a short uniform, but his pure white skin was exposed. He looked like an active worker, not an orthodox guru.
A beauty reminiscent of an attractive married woman in her mid-thirties.
But a legend?
The female doctor said with a smile, as if she knew the curiosity in Siwoo’s eyes. She looked at Siu’s face and she became kinder.
“There is a legend that once upon a time, a freshman descended and fought a giant evil here. The immortal defeated the evil and built a temple here. Then he ordered me to keep the blue bong.”
Siu tilted his head. It was a strange story that the descendant Shinseng only ordered to protect the bees.
“Is it Cheongbong?”
“Yes. From then on, it is said that this temple started to work related to Cheongbongmil. I don’t know if the legend is true.”
The female doctor’s mouth drew a good line. Siwoo looked at him as if he was bewitched by some seductive body movements.
Dang Hwa-rin, who was next to him, patted Si-woo before he came to his senses.
“Ah, my name is Siwoo Choi. I have been commissioned from Haomen.”
Hearing Siwoo’s words, the female teacher was a little taken aback.
“Ah..! This. It seems that the paths diverged.”
“Yes?”
The female doctor said to Siwoo as if she was sorry.
“I’m sorry, but I was about to cancel the request because the amount of harvested wheat has dropped significantly lately.”
“Cancel?”
“Yes. However, since you came to visit us, we will compensate you in part. Sorry.”
While Siwoo was immersed in his thoughts, the female doctor called someone and instructed him.
“Bring me two cups of green bong wheat tea.”
“Yes.”
Soon after, a car with a fragrant smell arrived. It was a warm tea with a hint of steam.
The female teacher handed tea to Siu and Dang Hwa-rin.
“This is a gift from my sorry heart. It contains my secret recipe, and I hope you like it.”
Contrary to his words, his expression was confident. He showed pride in his car.
“Thank you. Didn’t you say you were in short supply?”
“Oh, thank you for your concern, but this much is fine.”
Dang Hwa-rin’s eyes narrowed at her smile. Something bothered her because of her intuition.
Contrary to her wariness, Siu lifted her car. The fragrant scent was alluring.
‘If there’s poison… I’ll have to jump into reality.’
Missy Yeo, who has no silver circle, is unlikely to harm herself, so she half-heartedly put her mind at ease.
Slurp
As I took a sip of the warm tea, I was the first to smell the sweet honey scent. After that, the bitter taste of various herbs passed, and softness was felt along with a subtle sweetness.
When I drank the tea, I felt a slight increase in inner energy.
She was able to feel it because she was Siu, who had learned Honyuan qigong and was sensitive to the senses. It was a perfect elixir to give to clan members in modern times.
If there were many of these, both the girls and Siwoo would grow faster. Besides, the effect is effective, and the taste is also good.
A taste that can be eaten even if sold in modern times.
I especially liked the softness of the finish. But something tasted familiar.
‘This softness is… Milk?’
For some reason, the female swordsman’s huge breasts stood out.
